NO MORE BLOOD ON THE COLORS

Brotherhood, chrome, fire, and the heavy price of endless wars.

"No More Blood on the Colors" captures the ride-or-die honor of the patch, the sorrow of losing a brother, and the raw cry from his old lady to finally end the madness. Leather, big choruses, twin guitars, and lighters in the air.From thunder on the blacktop to tears by the roadside cross—this one's for every rider who's felt the cost and said "enough." Crunchy power chords • soaring gang vocals